How do you say "Welcome to my Blog" when in the first place, you made this blog just so you can express your thoughts as privately and as freely as possible without any one of the people you know read it? I know, I know. I'm a fool. I mean, why will you write your thoughts on a site which can be potentially viewed by those same people? Want to know why?
Because I'd like to them to read this blog SOMEDAY ,not now.
I fully understand why you are picturing me as a psychomaniac girl who has got nothing to do but bore people by engaging them to understand her through her -tadaaaa!- blog. Believe me, I'm not far from your imagination. Just erase the thought of me, trying to let you understand me. Why? It is because I didn't create this blog to let people study the art of 'me, myself and I, Chel edition'. What I really wanted (I know, I'm confusing you. I can totally relate, because I'm confusing myself too.) is just to MAKE SOME SENSE in my head. I want to 'channel my inner energy' (Eww, I talk like a beard-o yoda-like yoga instructor) and be myself, be my REAL self, even for just a moment. I want to let go of all the little pretensions I put up. Yeah, yeah.
Oh, don't worry. I'm not suicidal. I'm just a little emo-ish, but not to the point that I don't recognize other colors other than black. In fact, my favorite color is brown (Wow, what am I trying to prove?). Ha-ha-ha. I have a happy, little family of four, I have adorable cousins and relatives and I have the craziest and the most idiosyncratic (Woah, deep word!) friends. So what's my problem?
I can't express my emotions.
Anyhows, I'm not gonna mope around here. Sorry for the sucky introduction. I know I suck, but I rule. There's nothing that you can do about it. So, deal with it.
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P.S. Oh, before I forget, Colbie Caillat and Vanessa Carlton top my playlist and I like some hot fudge sundae for dinner. Please tell this (the hot fudge) to my mom, if ever you have a contact with her. Thaaaaaanks.
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